Novel & Cerita Femboy Chastity

It felt lewd just to hold it in her hands. She worked out the chastity belt. It was how Heath had described, like pulling on underwear, with a strap like a g-string connected to a belt that went around her waist. Both were adjustable by buckle. Most disturbingly, there was a chain with a padlock that would prevent the removal of the device once it was buckled in place. “We will be late to class,” he observed. She was panting with stress, and yet, somewhere behind the panicked embarrassment and resentment… she was turned on.

I could tell she had something on her mind, but I waited for her to say something. “Um. Rowen. Can I ask you a question?” Chastity said quietly. “Of course sweet girl.” I responded as I tapped her foot so she’d pick it up for me to wash. “You really like being in charge during sex, don’t you?” “I told you I do, and I wasn’t lying.” “Oh good.” “Why do you ask?”

“Please do not scar my baby. In fact, stay away from your man while my daughter is with you. I don’t want her to see things she isn’t supposed to see.” Reiya rolled her eyes like I was being dramatic. “Yeah, yeah, ms no one has touched me for years.” My cheeks heated up at the reminder of my celibacy. Since I had no time for dating, I also didn’t have time for sex. I wasn’t into casual sex so the only option was to stay celibate until I found a boyfriend, or rather, accepted a boyfriend. “But really,” she leaned in to whisper. “Is it dusty down there? Do you use toys?”

Adam stops and asks her to thank him. "Thank you, my boyfriend," said Georgia. In the next scene, Georgia is now bound in a spread-eagle position, with her wrists shackled on the cushions, her ankles collared, and two clothespins attached to her pussy lips while her big toes are tied to each clothespin. What's happening now is that Georgia's pussy flogs repeatedly, and she shouts, "FUCK YEAH! I'm getting so wet".

My body shook, fingers dug deeper into his arms, eyes shut. But just when my walls came crashing down, he pulled away. “This is your punishment,” he whispered, before stretching his hand to the drawer next to the bookshelf. My gaze darted to his hand and I almost choked at what I saw. A chastity pant. A stainless steel chastity pant. Disappointment flashes across my face. I watched him strap me with it, lock it, and remove the key. The heat between my thighs is heightening. Then he kissed me. Not gently. Not questioningly.

By the time I finished the long, intense session, she was a leaking, desperate, sobbing mess—a perfect, broken vessel ready for permanent ownership. I held up the cold, heavy steel chastity cage. “This is the final seal of your commitment, Tia. One full year of uninterrupted chastity begins today. The cage will now be welded shut for the next six months as an unbreakable symbol of your deepening permanence and total surrender to God’s will through me. Do you accept this path to true purity and redemption?” “Yes, Father,” she whispered brokenly, voice hoarse from screaming. “I accept. I surrender everything to you.”

Chassy I am Chastity Reid. Chassy, for short, and an omega, just like my mother, Merlisa, who is also from the Red Moon Pack and found her mate in human territory who happens to be my father, whom I haven’t remembered or seen since I was a child. I don’t remember my mom treating me nicely either. She was always yelling and shouting at me, which made me realize at such a young age that she didn’t care or love me.

Hopefully, that would result in yet another birth. One last thing, 'house boy'. Not only will you have no access to my fertile womb, we don't want you to touch yourself at all. So you will have to wear a chastity device, just something Jim designed to make sure you behave. It shouldn't hurt that much, unless you get excited watching us make love. If you got excited, you might feel some searing pain, but only for a few hours." They were prepared to go on, so I just signed over the house and all of the community property to them, took my own stuff, and left. To my surprise, they very quickly sold the old house and left town.

“Strip everything off and lie on the bed, slut. Tonight you don’t get to decide anything.” She obeyed, trembling. She tossed her clothes on the floor and lay on her back on the king-size bed. Fabian pulled black leather cuffs from the nightstand drawer—the same ones he’d used on other women before her—and locked her wrists to the headboard posts. Arms stretched out, tits thrust up, pussy exposed and already glistening. “Spread your legs. Show me how wet you are just from being tied up.” Jéssica opened her thighs as wide as possible, swollen outer lips parted, red clit begging. Fabian let out a low laugh.

His sharp jaws clenched hard, his grey eyes burning with frustration and desperate need as he stared at me. I smiled sweetly and stood up, walking over to him slowly. I ran my fingers through his messy hair, then down his stubbled cheek. “Time for your new accessory, pup.” “I forgot it.” “You forgot what?” “The chastity. It got delivered but I forgot it in my bedroom.” “Oh boy, I knew you’d play funny that’s why I brought an extra, you’re going to love it, trust me.” I reached into my bag and pulled out the small black box I had prepared earlier. Inside was a sleek, silicone chastity cage — pink-tinted, snug, and very small. Jack’s eyes widened when he saw it.